THREE - Daniel Ricciardo

Chapter 54 - Invitations

AMY

"Rach, which dress should I wear tonight?" I asked as I held up the available options for tonight's dinner.

Lando and Charles begged me to come after finding me in the paddock earlier on, considerably happy after the kiss Daniel and I had shared. I'm not usually so confident and forward, especially when sober, but I felt as if the moment was right, everything felt right.

"Get your tits out!" She grinned as she felt the fabric of the dress on the left.

"Is it too much?" I asked her, considering that the garment was extremely low cut.

"If I had boobs like yours, I'd wear stuff like this all the time." She smiled as she started to underdress, waltzing around the hotel room in nothing but her panties.

Not like it bothered me though, Rachel and I had been friends since we were literally children. I'm sure we used to have baths together at one point; I'd seen her naked countless times.

I followed suit as I started to undress from my comfortable clothes into my finery.

Charles had found a very posh restaurant to go out to dinner tonight, informing everyone that the dress code was formal.

He was very happy about his pole position during second practice, channelling this exhilaration into tonight's plans. Daniel was also extremely happy, receiving fifth place.

He was so over the moon when he exited the car, picking me up to spin me around the garage as the engineers applauded his efforts around him.

"You seem lost in thought there, mate?" Rachel asked as she placed a bra on and sprayed some deodorant to her body.

"Just thinking." I muttered and I undid my bra as the dress was backless and low cut.

"Daniel?" She asked without a smirking tone, but one which you would expect from a truly caring friend. Rachel was well and truly the best of both worlds.

I hummed in response as I placed the dress over my body and pulled up the zipper.

"Have you spoken to Paul?" I asked her as she shimmied her dress up her body, the tight fabric fitting where it touched.

"He's reached out to me but I don't want to talk to him. I, now have no home and nowhere to call my own." She commented, flicking her hair over her shoulders as she inspected herself in the mirror.

"That makes two of us." I lightened the mood as she giggled back to me.

"Maybe we should fine somewhere else to live, together?" She raised her eyebrow as she shimmied back over towards me.

"I'd like to be living with a guy at my age." I told her and turned my hair straighteners on, placing them down on the heat proof mat.

"So would I mate, but look at us both. To think we were so happy just a few weeks ago." She laughed as she packed away the numerous amounts of clothes which had been sprawled out over the bed.

"I was getting married, mate. I think I win here." I chuckled as she agreed, fixing her makeup one more time before adding the finishing touches to her lipstick.

"You still have a chance with Mr Riccy though." She said as she tilted her head, walking up behind me as I sectioned my hair and placed the hot iron over it.

"I kissed him earlier." I looked at her through the mirror as her mouth opened wide and she screamed slightly, dancing in her spot.

"I feel giddy for you!" She giggled, taking a seat on the edge of the bed to place her heels on, carefully looping up each side buckle. "How do you feel about him?"